at the same time.

The harbor city is near the sea, a small island in the sea and sky.

Suddenly, a helicopter landed on the island, and a business team in formal suits came down and rushed into the luxurious villa in the central area.

In the villa, Ji Zhongshan sat on a big chair, and in front of him was a grand sandalwood long table, on which twenty or thirty delicate snacks were placed.

"Dad! There's a big problem! The business of the group is in chaos!"

"Mr. Ji, the public opinion in Hong Kong City has completely exploded, and we have lost control of the stock market."

A young man in a blue suit walked into the villa, followed by an old man who looked like a butler, and a team of business people.

The expression on each of their faces is very tense, with sweat on their foreheads, as if they are under a lot of pressure.

Ji Chongshan remained calm, took two steamed buns and ate them slowly, took a sip of morning tea, took paper from the servant, and wiped his mouth.

"Dad, the situation is too critical. All the shareholders and uncles in the group have called and asked how you plan to respond." The young man in a suit asked anxiously.

"Mr. Ji, now that the major media are criticizing you, it is difficult to do public relations work, which has too much impact on the group's reputation, and the stock market is now suspended." The old man in a suit with the appearance of a butler said anxiously.

For Ji Zhongshan's Wanshan Group, the black history documentary that is popular on the Internet is undoubtedly a nuclear explosion. The impact caused by all aspects has already put the group's public relations under tremendous pressure, unable to deal with it.

After all, what Lin Yin threw out was hard evidence, and the evidence was as solid as a mountain.

Forcibly whitewashing public relations will only make it darker and darker.

"I knew about this a long time ago." Ji Chongshan said calmly.

He held a copy of the latest Hong Kong City Daily in his hand, with a disdainful sneer on his old and wrinkled face.

"Then, how do you plan to deal with this crisis?" The old man in the suit said worriedly, "Mr. Ji, your wife is restless at home because of this matter, so I specially asked me to come here to ask you for advice."

"That's right, Dad, the eldest brother and the second brother, after hearing about this incident, hurried back to Hong Kong City from the Empire on which the sun never sets, just to worry about you. At home, everything is in chaos." The young man in suit said seriously.

"Who told them to go back to Hong Kong?" Ji Zhongshan frowned, his face turned cold, "Ji Chuan, didn't I teach you? Be calm when you encounter big things, and you will become flustered when you encounter such a small matter." In this way, how will you do business in the future?"

"snort!"

Ji Chongshan snorted coldly, his expression extremely dissatisfied.

Seeing his father getting angry, Ji Chuan's expression suddenly changed, becoming submissive.

After all, Ji Zhongshan, as the founder of the Ji family in the Hong Kong city, is a unique existence with great majesty.

The entire Ji family is supported by him alone.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I'm also worried about you. After all, this matter is too big. The elder brothers and my mother can't sit still." Ji Chuan said seriously, "Several uncles, too. They are all waiting at the door of the house, look, do you want to go back to the city in person to stabilize everyone's emotions?"

Ji Chuan also couldn't figure out who his majestic father was fighting with this time, and the city was full of disturbances, and the media news even spread across most of the Dragon Kingdom!

Moreover, it was the first time he saw his father so cautious that he actually hid in a secret base on an offshore island, and he couldn't even contact his family members.

"I can't go back to the city right now." Ji Zhongshan said with a dignified face, "Ji Chuan, you are my most valued son. I will leave the family affairs to you. Explain clearly to your brothers, Tell them to go back to the empire on which the sun never sets, Hong Kong City, this is not where they should be!"

"Yes! Dad, I'll tell my brothers when I get back." Ji Chuan said seriously.

"Yeah." Ji Chongshan nodded, "I tell you, it's not a big deal, it's just a trick of a clown." Lazy listener

Hearing this, the old man in the suit and Ji Chuan both showed astonishment on their faces.

It's no big deal?

Negative news is flying all over the sky, and the black history is accused and scolded by netizens all over the Internet.

That's fine.

Even the position of the president of the Hong Kong City Chamber of Commerce has been dismissed, and the company's own group has been suspended from the stock market.

What's more, even Liu Xiong, his father's highly valued deputy, is nowhere to be found, and there is no news of Vice President Li who was placed in the Hong Kong City Chamber of Commerce.

The sky is falling, why is father so calm?

"Dad, do you underestimate the situation too much? The current situation is very serious." Ji Chuan said.

"Mr. Ji, the situation is indeed very serious. If the negative news on the Internet is allowed to continue to ferment, it may become uncontrollable, and the entire group will find it difficult to maintain its operation." The old man in a suit said seriously.

"This is related to the credibility of the group. Once there is no credibility among the people, no amount of money can buy it back..."

If it's just the suspension of trading in the stock market, losing some money or something, it's no big deal, it won't make the members of Ji's family panic and rush to the secret base to find someone.

The biggest problem is the loss of reputation and credibility, which is irreparable, because someone hit the nail on the head!

Speaking of this, Ji Zhongshan sneered with disdain on his face.

"You really have never seen the world! What are you afraid of with such a little wind and rain?"

"That opponent of mine is playing such a small game in Hong Kong City?"

"Hehe, it really makes me feel ridiculous."

Ji Chongshan shook his head again and again, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think that a war of public opinion can defeat the Wanshan Group, which has stood in the port city for so many years?" Ji Zhongshan said with a sneer.

"Okay, for this little matter, I'll call City Chief Tan and ask him to help suppress all the news media. After this gust of wind passes, everything will be fine." Ji Chongshan said lightly.

"Dad, do you want to invite Tan Shishou to come forward?" Ji Chuan's face showed surprise.

Tan Kangzheng, the head of Hong Kong City, is the number one leader in Hong Kong City. The official figure is a feudal official with a high position and authority.

Tan Kangzheng, that is also the biggest foreign aid force of the Ji family in Hong Kong City!

Ji Chongshan nodded with a smile, and waved his hand to signal that the entourage had already made a call.

After two beeps.

The call was connected, and Ji Zhongshan took the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Ji, are you calling because of the news that broke out today?"

On the other side of the phone, a calm and vigorous middle-aged man's voice came.

"Old Tan, you still understand me. In this matter, I will trouble you to come forward to suppress public opinion." Ji Chongshan said straight to the point.

"Mr. Ji, we have been old friends for many years. Your business is naturally my business." Tan Kangzheng said, "However, I want to know, Lao Ji, did you mess with that person? something big?"

"Old Tan, to be honest, I'll tell you." Ji Chongshan said solemnly, "He's from the imperial capital, the young master Yin from the Qi family in the imperial capital."